18th Apr. 2014

 

Cherry blossom tube cake of the Komaya Café

 

Petals of cherry blossoms.
A slight aroma
Gently I get closer to it with my cheek,
As, invited by the aroma,
I yearned for a world far beyond ours.

Mother,
Our life is one.
Mother.
Warmth.
Her smiling face.
We will be together in eternity.

The season of cherry color has come.
Its slight aroma surrounds me
And I can talk to my mother,
Embraced by an aroma of eternal spring.
We smile to each other.
Thank you very much.